A Quic Weeend Visit to Sharon

All you read here is factual and true. And in effect, is a diary of Sharon's and my time together. Only the names in this write up are changed for anonymity.

Sharon and I have known each other for just over four months. The relationship was born out of a one night stand, and today we explore our sexual likings and our fantasies, which are now moving us into BDSM.

We do what we call Sexdeos (video calls) on a regular basis. We talk and talk sex, we plan our visits, Sharon will dress provocatively and I sit and watch her orgasm, or we orgasm together. The Sexdeos can go on for hours. The shortest, possibly three hours, the longest, which was soon after we began the Sexdeos, was ten hours.

The following was a recent trip to Sharon for a long weekend. We planned our time together, to get the most out of that time available to us. We live a distance apart, which makes regular trips to each other difficult.

Over this weekend, we discussed whether we should add our Friday plan to this write up. We agreed we should

We had talked and agreed what our first meeting would be like after almost four weeks apart. Here's our plan for Friday.

Friday...

Arrive airport 1.05 Train to station, arrive say 2.30...

How do you dress to meet me

As you planned

Back to yours...

Watch each other masturbate. No touching

Nibbles.. drink / play

Topaz arrives at 7pm

Some chat, drink and sleep maybe?

Friday

I woke at five in the morning, somewhat earlier than I had planned. Nevertheless, I got out of bed, made myself a coffee and went for a shower. Dressed, then finished my packing of the overnight bag. Around ten o'clock, I began making my way to the airport. Airports are not a great place for me. I've spent too long waiting on planes and experiencing flight cancellations, and I just get bored waiting. However this flight was on time, so we were off to a good start.

But it wasn't like that at Sharon's end. There was carnage due to an impromptu strike. So the travelling public were left to fend for themselves.

I called Sharon. All she wanted to talk about was the fact I was only an hour or so away from her, and how we were going to have a great time together. I butted in.

"Sharon, listen, I'm stuck here, I can't get to the train station. Have you not seen the strike? How do I get to the next train station?"

She thought for a few moments and told me to get to a particular place, grab a coach to another town and there I could catch a train to her.

So I went to the coach station, but everyone had the same idea. I checked google maps. I could walk to that town. Thirty minutes away I figured. It was a bright chilly afternoon, so I set off. My years of hiking served me well, I did it in twenty five minutes. Finally arriving at the train station, I spoke with the rail staff who advised me how to get to my destination.

I arrived some three hours later than planned. But there she was, dressed like the slut we agreed how she would dress.

She wore a low cut red shoulder strapped camisole, no bra. A black leather skirt and no knickers. Under the skirt she had a suspender belt holding up sheer black stockings. On her feet were black suede ankle boots. She looked good. I paused for a few moments to get a good look and possibly give the other passengers a chance to see her.

We hugged tightly and kissed. "You certainly look like a slut."

"I feel like it." She said, grabbing my crotch.

We drove to Sharon's apartment and during the journey we agreed on changing our evening's plan. I was so stressed and high, I just wanted to relax and then fuck Sharon.

"Let me help you get rid of the stress. How about I give you a massage?"

"Yea, that would certainly help."

Inside Sharon's apartment, we kissed heavily, groping each other.

"Let me get you some whiskey and give you that all over massage."

She came back with the whiskey and let me take a good mouth full. She stood me up and began to undress me. "Lie down, right where you are." She fetched the massage oils from her bedroom and began to massage my back and shoulders. Her hands were warm and felt tender. "Gosh, you are stressed. Your shoulders are tight." She worked for a little longer, then told me to turn over. I did, and of course, my tool was rigid. A smile came across her face. "That's what I want." She oiled my chest and arms, but very briefly.

She held my tool and poured oil over the head, letting the oil run down the length of my cock and onto her hand. She began to wank me and fondle my balls.

"Weren't we going to watch each other?"

"Not now, a change of plan, remember?" She said.

She wiped me down with a towel. "Sit on the sofa." She instructed.

I moved to her leather sofa. Of course it's leather, her furniture had to be leather. She likes the touch of leather on her skin. Being hit by a leather belt, or simply lying naked on the leather sofa.

"How about a face to face fuck? I've been thinking about it all afternoon, and I'm so wet and horny."

I sat where she told me to. She removed her skirt to reveal her beautiful shaven pussy. I went to touch her between the legs. She hit my hand away. "It's your hard tool I want." She knelt either side of my thighs. My hands went straight to grab her breasts, hidden by the red camisole. She groaned as I squeezed her nipples. I moved my hand down to feel her hot wet cunt. My tool was the nearest it's been to her pussy in weeks and she was teasing me.

"Sit on me you slut, let me fuck you."

"My, you're eager, no patience, that's your problem."

I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down on me. My tool searching for her cunt. She took my tool in her hand and led me to her burning wet hole. I pushed into her and she sat down hard on me. In no time we were pumping hard. In no time it became raw sex. I stopped moving and let Sharon ride me hard. My hands gripped her arse and I helped her continue her hard pumping. By now she was moaning expletives and breathing heavily. I was watching her face change as she came close to orgasm. Her cunt, gripping and wanking me, so had me close to orgasm. I knew she was there. So I started fucking hard, so we would both orgasm together. One final moment, and I was exploding inside her. She threw her head back and gave out some deep sound from within her. We carried on pumping until I grabbed her and pulled her close to me. So close to me, I moved her camisole up and kissed her breasts. "Gee, that was good."

"It feels so good to have you in me, so good."

We sat there for a while, until I slipped out of her, letting our juices seep out of her, down my bollocks and onto her leather sofa. She stood and grabbed a towel wiping herself, and then handed me the towel. I cleaned myself and the sofa, as she suggested we get something to eat while she put her leather skirt back on.

As we warmed through Sharon's previous cooking, we drank and chatted, but we kept kissing and fooling around. Maybe we were eating too early?

Our opening plans had gone. "Let's eat and drink and then go back to what we are good at. Fucking." She said. "Isn't that the way to a man's heart?" I smiled with a nod of agreement.

I went to my bag to get shorts and a T-shirt, and went to the kitchen

Sharon had made a chilli on the Thursday. I cooked some rice while she warmed through the chilli. Sharon poured some drink, fizz.

Whilst waiting for the food to cook, we fooled and petted around. We spoke about being together and joked about the hot sex we would have over the weekend.

After eating, Sharon took away the dishes and returned with another bottle of fizz. We sat for a while, unable to keep our hands off each other. In no time, things were hotting up. "How about we go to bed? I need to fuck you."

"Yes, just what I want. A great idea." She said.

The two glasses and fizz followed Sharon to the bedroom. There we sipped more fizz. I gave her my glass, leaving her helpless, so I could undress her. I took off her skirt and pushed her against the wall. Kissing her, both hands went to her cunt. She was hot and wet. Immediately I was smelling sex coming from her. Squeezing her clit, I fingered her deeply. I grabbed her breasts through the camisole and squeezed them hard. Holding the glasses, her arms went sideways while she groaned through my kisses.

I pulled away from her. Took a glass from her and we both sipped the fizz. I took her glass from her and placed them both on the dressing table.

"Now kneel on the bed and open your legs wide. She did, and I fell to my knees. I pushed two fingers into her pussy whilst kissing her buttocks. My tongue moved to her butt hole. As I licked her, there were deep groaning noises coming from her. She was enjoying this. My fingers went deep inside her. My tongue working vigorously on her butt hole.

I turned her over, her butt barely on the bed. A great position for me to work her cunt. As I moved to lick her, my fingers moved to her butt hole. Again moans of joy and sharp intakes of breath. My mouth was glued to her cunt, fingers and tongue getting deep inside her. She arched her back, nearing orgasm.

With my tongue pushing into her pussy, a finger up her butt hole and my nose playing with her clit, she began to orgasm. Her body shaking violently. She was asking me to push hard.

Her cum tasted sweet as I sucked hard on her lips. She lightly orgasmed again. Her body started to relax.

I told her to move further on the bed, as I stood to remove my shorts.

My tool was erect and solid hard.

I climbed onto her, she pulled her legs high around my waist, as my tool found her cunt. I pushed her, taking air out of her. I pumped as if there was no tomorrow. I bit down on her shoulder, scratched her buttocks, and kissed her lips. Our tongues working in each other's mouths. I was fucking her so hard and came with an almighty explosion of spunk into her. She gripped me tightly whilst we kissed, as I began to relax. She was fucked and so was I.

I watched Sharon undress and then we lay beneath the quilt, holding each other. We lay and talked about us. How good we are together, how sex with each other is fun and really good.

It wasn't long before I could feel myself getting hard again. I took her hand and pushed it onto my cock. She squeezed and moved her way on top of me. More deep kissing, as I scratched her back and buttocks.

She took a hold of my tool and pushed me into her. I'll get harder as I fuck her, I thought. She lifted her shoulders using her arms. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed her nipples. No words, but it was what she was wanting from me. She had told me during our Sexdeos, so got more and more excited the more I played with her nipples.

I sucked and bit on her breasts. Rolled my teeth on her nipples. She was near to orgasm. Moans of pleasure came from her, then saying. "This is so fucking good." I bit harder. More squeals, more delight.

We started pumping each other hard. I then stopped pumping and watched her work for her orgasm. Her head moved back, her green eyes barely seen through her squinting eyelids. The pumping became more vigorous, almost to a frenzy. We both came, fucking hard still. Me shouting yes. She, still making these indescribable sounds from within her.

I don't think I've ever had so many simultaneous orgasms with a woman as I have with Sharon. Nor have I fucked another woman so hard and for so long as I do with Sharon. I'm normally a pussy guy. Put a pussy in front of me, and I'll lick it till I'm dragged away. But fucking Sharon is different. She brings sex alive. She wants to try other kinks, other fantasies. She makes no qualms about saying she enjoys being licked, fucked, fingered. She tells me, "I have three holes, you choose." And I do.

I've certainly found my true soulmate in sexual terms. No doubt we are on a path together. Trying new tricks, new pleasures, new games. Seeking and finding fun.

Out of bed, we're good together too. She's smart, speaks well, has a good brain. Cares deeply for people and has fun. Yes, she's a good woman.